It doesn’t seem that long ago that we waved nervously to him as he stepped on the school bus for the very first time. Now this evening we attended his Graduation Commencement Ceremony at Frankenmuth High School. We are so proud of you Justin. Congratulations!
It was such a beautiful morning, I decided to take my coffee out on the deck to enjoy the cool, sunny, morning. As I settled into my chair, I noticed the Barn Swallow perched on the shepherd’s hook by the side of our deck. I quietly went into the house to grab my Nikon, and just as quietly and slowly, returned to capture a photo of the Barn Swallow, no more than 15 feet away. Well 2 shots and he was gone. They move so quickly, it’s tough to get a photo of them in flight. So, camera still in hand, I decided to get a couple more pictures of something less elusive, the Columbine flowers. Enjoy your Memorial Day holiday today. Thanks to all of our men and women, who have served to keep America free.
While we were attending church this morning we heard the rain falling pretty heavy, followed by loud claps of thunder; and then a very heavy down pour. After the storm subsided, we made our way out to the parking lot, I heard what sounded like a waterfall. Then I looked and saw the rushing water falling from the roof of our church. This area has a flat roof and there was so much water that it was falling over the corner of the roof creating a roof top waterfall. I shot a photo with my iPhone.
Nighttime driving, there’s not much to see except for those dashboard lights, and taillights in front of us. I enjoy driving at night, it’s so peaceful and on a long drive, leaves me with plenty of time to ponder. Normally at night also to cruise control at 80, but not in Ohio with Michigan plates, that’s just asking for a ticket.
Remember when, we used to be able to fill up our gas tanks for 20 bucks?
Another trip, this time I’m driving in my F150. Frankenmuth to Pittsburgh. You can’t get there without passing through Ohio, Buckeye territory. The trip is an easy one; head South on US23, catch the Ohio Turnpike East toward Pennsylvania, and set the cruise control. Ohio is flat, open, and un-eventful. The trip took about five and a half hours with two pit stops along the way.
Tonight was Justin’s last high school band concert at Frankenmuth High. Justin has been playing the trumpet since the 5th grade, so concerts are nothing new to him. Tonight though, this would be his last high school concert. I can remember times during my senior year (a very long time ago), when I would pause to say to myself, “this is the last time…” I took this available light shot of Justin, as all the band members were entering the stage area and taking their places. I like the way the light is shining on him. I think he has that contemplative look, as if he is saying to himself, “this is my last high school band concert”. You often hear coaches say before the big game, “play this one as if it’s the last one you’ll ever play”. Tonight the band played as if it were their last time; and they sounded terrific. Way to go Justin! Way to go Frankenmuth High School Band, you played beautifully. Congratulations seniors!
In my quest to capture photos of my everyday surroundings and upload a picture a day, found this ball of yarn. As you no doubt know by now, Vicki loves to knit. When we go on a trip, Vicki has already researched and located knitting shops around the area we are planning to visit. She goes by the nickname, Vicknitti. We do have many yarn balls, skeins, and other forms of yarn around the house. This particular ball has been hanging on the mirror in our entry way for a couple of years now. I really like the way the strands of yarn form many cris-crossing lines. I shot this at 3200 ISO to allow enough light without using a flash.
This is an old (1932?) Chevy. I like the way it looks as a monochrome photo. It takes me back to a time when things were simpler. I can picture this old Chevy in an old Edward G. Robinson gangster movie. This old Chevy is parked in front of the Leather Shop in Frankenmuth. I’ve always enjoyed cars. I was born and raised in the suburbs of Detroit, Michigan. Both of my grandfathers, worked in auto factories; Grandpa Lewis worked for Chrysler, while Grandpa Kiser worked for Buick. If my memory serves me right, Grandma Kiser worked in a Chevrolet factory before she went back to school to finish her teaching degree. Uncle Bill and my Mom both worked for Ford. You get the picture; growing up in the Detroit area with many of my relatives working for the auto companies, I learned to appreciate cars, especially the American made variety. I like old cars and new cars and really enjoy the Frankenmuth Auto-fest, which is held in early September each year. That’s when you can walk the streets downtown and see all the classics, both custom and original. It’s a car lover’s dream come true.
This is a watch my grandfather gave to me. It no longer works, but it reminds me of my grandpa. We all think about time; and time seems to change as we age. I remember when I was in junior high, sitting with my friends on our front porch, being bored. It was summer break and the days seemed to last forever, the summer, back then was a very long summer. Now, flash forward many years, very many; it is mid May now but it seems like we celebrated the New Year about a month ago. The summers now seem to be two weeks long and then it’s autumn. Learn to enjoy each day as if it were the last.
Here is another iphone shot. I placed the phone right against the window, hoping to reduce the reflection. You can still see a couple of the light fixtures reflecting in the deep blue sky. The sun is setting in Phoenix, the close of another 100 degree day. As I make my way through Sky Harbor Airport, I am amazed at the lack of fellow travelers. It’s only 8pm and I am joined by only one other traveler as we advance through security. The terminal is near empty and the shops are all closed. Wait, can I get a Frappucino before you close Ms. Starbuck? I am looking forward to my three hour and forty four minute flight home. Just in time for the weekend.
On the road again… Yep, just like that old Willie Nelson song I am on the road again. This time it’s Phoenix, Arizona. This is a picture of a restored SPAD XIII World War I fighter plane in Sky Harbor airport. This plane is displayed right over the escalator that you take down to baggage claim and ground transportation, so you actually take the escalator right under the plane. I’ve flown into this airport quite a few times before but I’ve never really stopped to take notice of the surroundings. This 365 blog has caused me to take a closer look at my surroundings and take a moment to compose and capture those surroundings with my camera; even if it’s my iPhone 4S camera. Like the old saying goes, “sometimes you have to stop and smell the roses along the way.” Or in this case, stop and shoot the plane.
Apples and bananas are the snacks I am supposed to reach for instead of those other sugary sweet and tasty treats like; cookies, ice cream, brownies, pies, and cake. I do like apples and bananas, and I know they are better for my health than the sugary sweet stuff, but it is difficult for me to give up those tasty treats. Vicki is a tremendous baker and that makes it even more of a challenge. So, if you have any healthy dessert alternatives that are low in sugar and carbs, please share them. We will all live a healthier life. 🙂
Tonight was another of those momentous occasions that make you feel a little old, as a parent anyway. Prom night and Justin, our youngest, is at his Senior Prom with his girlfriend Katie. It wasn’t too long ago that our little boy would ask if he could sit on my lap while I “moved” the lawn. Seems like yesterday he was lining up all of his Hotwheels cars in nice straight rows, and now he is driving his date to the prom. Where does the time go… don’t blink your eyes or you may miss a couple of years. Here are Justin and Katie, dressed for the evenings’ festivities. They both look so nice and Justin did a fine job of matching his tie and vest to Katie’s pretty blue dress.
While we were visiting and taking pictures at katies’ house, Vicki noticed the beautiful wine colored Columbine flowers. I just had to get a picture. I love the color of these blossoms.